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I cried out, hips bucking wildly, juices coating his hand and dripping down my thighs. “Such a greedy little slut,” he muttered, adding a third finger, stretching me wide. “Sneaking into my bed while my wife’s at work, dripping all over my fingers like you’ve been starving for this cock. You’ve been touching yourself thinking about me every night, haven’t you?” “Yes— fuck— yes, Shawn,” I moaned, pushing back onto his fingers, my walls fluttering wildly.

Everything was perfectly kept. But even perfection has small flaws. Even when you're in control, you can still feel a deep wanting. It was one of those nights when I couldn't sleep that led me to search online. I looked at websites with names that sounded like secrets whispered in quiet, forgotten places. That's when I saw him. He wasn't advertised as a person, but as a "Perfect Companion." The ad said he was a Succubus, but the word didn't scare me. It promised he was handsome, loyal, and would meet all emotional needs. No returns or exchanges were allowed.

The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire. From the sacred halls of a silent church to the high-stakes shadows of obsessive power plays, these stories explore the raw, unyielding side of human hunger. Whether it’s the thrill of a secret shared in the dark or the surrender of a soul to a dominant force, nothing is off-limits.

The cum on her skin smeared across the pane, obscuring her reflection and the city beyond into a blurry, abstract painting. “Look at that,” the shaved-head one growled, coming up behind her. He ran a hand down the curve of her spine, over the swell of her ass. “Painting the town with our jizz. Literally.” He kicked her feet apart with his own, widening her stance. Her cunt, still gaping and swollen, was pressed against the smooth, cold surface. She could feel the slickness of her own juices and the men’s loads smearing on the glass. “Hands flat on the window,” the pierced one ordered. “Don’t move them.”

“My pussy is dripping at work. I need you so bad.” “Please baby… just one quick visit?” His replies were short and frustrating: “Miss you too. Work is killing me. Soon.” By the third night, I was losing control. After my shift, I skipped dinner and went straight to bed. I stripped completely naked, my skin flushed with heat. I positioned the full-length mirror at the foot of the bed so I could watch myself like a desperate slut. Legs spread obscenely wide, I worked three fingers in and out of my soaked pussy while my thumb circled my swollen clit. I was dripping everywhere juices running down my ass and staining the sheets.

😅 At least the main two smuts will be posted in their full explicit detail. Though, there might be a couple of smutty parts that happened during the main plotline that might fade into black on Good Novel. And everything that happened after the plotline and isn’t relevant for the future plot will be written into extras that will be available in the published version only. The list of currently planned extras (S tag means it will definitely include smut): * [S] Noah’s and Levi’s honeymoon * [S] Levi and Noah going dolphin riding again * [S] a day in Levi’s and Noah’s married life, several years later.

he smiles, running his fingers through my curls as I pull out of his arms. “I thought so too.” I smile, still refusing to cry. “Okay, so remember, tomorrow you need to set your online profile up, and I want you to use the pen name “The Smut Slut”. I nod, making a mental note of the name. “The quicker you set it up, the quicker you can start working. All dates will be run by me first just to make sure you're not being sent off with a fucking weirdo, a killer, or someone who's just bad news. I'll take care of you like I promised, Savage, so don't worry your pretty little head about a thing.” He knocks back a shot of tequila and smiles, grabbing Lexi and pulling her onto his lap. “Alright, I'll

She swallowed it all greedily, her tongue milking me dry, not releasing me until I was a trembling, boneless mess slumped against the wall. She popped off with a wet smack, her tongue darting out to lick the last drop from her swollen lips while locking eyes with me, her gaze pure fire. "Better, baby?" "That was... fuck, I can't even think," I panted, my brain fried, but she just smirked, that predatory gleam making my spent cock twitch.

The two women toasted again, their glasses clinking in a sinister celebration of their twisted plans. Praise for the Mayhem The air in Sharon's plush office was thick with evil intent. Sharon lounged in her chair, with an insolent smile playing in her mouth as she rotated the red wine in the glass between her fingers. Eva perched on the edge of the desk facing her; her legs were crossed, while her sinister grin was similarly chiseled across her features. Our little problem, Olivia, is finally out of the way," Sharon said with so much malice in her tone.

“First to cum has to give the other person hundred dollars.” “Is it gonna be Trandy and i against you?” “Yes.” “Funny of you to think you can take us both down.” “You should know i have high libodo, i can last for hours. Now that i have gotten smoke and alcohol…i might go all night.” I paused at him, scoffing my face at how he bluffed. “Let him place the bet, Cam. We would take him down. That dick would cry after we are done with it.” Frandy winked at Liam and grabbed the smoke from him.